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Chapter 180 0177 [Not good at all]

Ma Shuyao didn't object to Han Zhen's act of picking up vegetables for herself.

On the contrary, she enjoyed such an intimate gesture.

She lost her father when she was young. Although Mayanmin loved her very much, he was still a grandfather after all and could not give her father's love.

And just now, she felt a hint of long-lost fatherly love from her husband.

Picking up the piece of beef and putting it into his mouth, Ma Shuyao felt that the taste was better than anything he had ever tasted before.

Ma Shuyao's appetite was very small and she was full after only eating half a bowl of rice.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, she took out the handkerchief from her arms and gently wiped the corners of her mouth: "Husband, I'm full."

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you eat this much every meal?"

Ma Shuyao explained: "It's hard to overcome it if you eat too much at night."

After all, they are a wealthy family. Although they only have two meals a day, there is no shortage of preserved fruits and pastries during the period.

In contrast, poor people really only have two meals, and it is still gruel in the morning. Only in the evening can they eat a meal of wheat rice mixed with a lot of wild vegetables.

Han Zhen eats a lot, and his body is far stronger than ordinary people. Even if he sits in the government office all day long, his consumption is several times that of ordinary people.

With the three dishes, Han Zhen ate three large bowls of rice in a row.

Seeing him preparing to fill the fourth bowl, Ma Shuyao said with curiosity on her face: "The slave family often reads the storybook. The storybook says that famous generals in ancient times all had amazing appetites. Lian Po could still eat five kilograms of food at the age of [-]. The prosperous Tang Dynasty Xue Rengui can even eat a bushel of rice and a roasted lamb in one meal. Can my husband eat so much?"

Hearing this, Han Zhen muttered: "It's okay to eat once in a while, but if you eat like this all the time, you won't be able to bear it."

In the Song Dynasty, a bucket of rice weighed twelve kilograms. Nowadays, sheep are free-range and rarely fed with concentrated feed. Therefore, an adult male sheep cannot produce much meat. It weighs thirty to fifty kilograms and shrinks by half after roasting. .

If he had been hungry for a day or two, or had just experienced a big battle, with his body and appetite, he could eat so much.

But if you eat like this every time, it's simply impossible.

In ancient times, when there was less oil and water, the demand for carbohydrates was naturally greater.

Not to mention Han Zhen's grandparents in his previous life were very good at eating when they were young.

He still remembers his grandma once sighed, saying that when he was young, he would still feel hungry after eating three bowls of rice at a meal. Later, when life got better, the appetite became much smaller, and one bowl was enough to fill him up.

Ma Shuyao exclaimed: "I thought the story was an exaggeration, but I never thought it was true. If your husband has such an appetite, he must be capable of lifting a cauldron."

This is the simple and consistent understanding of people in agricultural societies.

Only when you can eat and drink can you have strength. A true hero must be extremely powerful.

Do not believe?

If you open any ancient romance novel or drama script, you will find that all scripts follow a pattern.

Anyone who eats an astonishing amount must be extremely powerful.

This is true from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to "Water Margin", from "Xue Rengui" to "Shuo Yue Zhuan".

Han Zhen chuckled and said: "Lifting the cauldron is exaggerated, but lifting a stone roller with one hand is no problem."

"Clam?"

Ma Shuyao was stunned.

Her so-called power is just a metaphor and a compliment.

It turns out that my husband actually has one, this...

A stone roller weighs at least three hundred pounds. If you lift it with one hand, is this still a human being?
Seeing her dumbfounded look, Han Zhen couldn't help but reached out and pinched her cheek gently.

"Well!"

The little girl let out a soft cry and said coquettishly: "How come my husband is just like my mother and likes to pinch my slave's face."

Han Zhen asked curiously: "Is your mother pinching you too?"

"Pinched all day, her face is almost swollen." Ma Shuyao pursed her mouth, looking angrily.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Han Zhen said: "You and your mother are very similar. That day at the foot shop, when I first saw you, I mistakenly thought you were sisters."

"Yes."

Speaking of this, Ma Shuyao became interested and chirped: "Not just my husband, many people saw me for the first time and regarded my mother and I as sisters. One time, a businessman from other places came to propose marriage. She said she wanted to marry the slave’s sister.”

"My grandpa was stunned on the spot, because the Nu family is the eldest granddaughter of the Ma family. Where did the elder sister come from? Later, after asking, I found out that the businessman regarded my mother as the sister of the Nu family."

Han Zhen asked curiously: "What happened next?"

"Later, I called my servants to beat the businessman out." Mashu Yao covered her mouth and laughed.

Not to mention that Lin Wanqing was Ma Yanmin's daughter-in-law. Even if she was really Ma Shuyao's sister, the Ma family's family would definitely not be allowed to a businessman.

During the Song Dynasty, business was emphasized, and the status of merchants improved a lot compared to the previous dynasty. However, in the eyes of wealthy families, they were still of low status and could not be promoted.

Although the Ma family has kept a low profile after the disaster, the marriages of the children in the family are all carefully selected from clean and scholarly families. How can they be compared to a businessman.

Talking about jokes, Han Zhen finished his meal.

After taking the food away, the maid made two cups of tea and served them to the table respectfully: "Alang, little madam, please give me tea."

The two drank tea and continued to chat.

Most of the time, Ma Shuyao was talking and Han Zhen was listening. He would say a few words from time to time, making the little girl smile.

The little maid standing nearby saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and she couldn't help coughing twice.

Hearing the sound, Ma Shuyao stopped her smile, stood up and said, "Husband, it's getting late, it's time for me to go back."

Han Zhen nodded and said, "I'll see you off."

In fact, after drinking Hexin wine, Ma Shuyao was already his, and even if she stayed at home, it would be nothing.

If Mayanmin knew about it, not only would he not complain, but he would even applaud him.

It's just that Ma Shuyao is still young, so there's no point in staying here. It won't be good if a little fuss can't extinguish the fire, and it won't be good if it kills someone.

All the way to the door, Ma Shuyao stopped and said softly: "My husband, please don't send me away. It's been a long day and you should rest early."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Han Zhen gave a warning and ordered the servant to fetch a lantern and hand it to the little maid.

He was not worried about Mashuyao's safety. The inner city was not as mixed as the outer city. The people living in the inner city were either rich or noble. Moreover, the gates of the inner city were guarded by the Qingzhou Army, so no one could enter.

Seeing Ma Shuyao's figure disappear from sight, Han Zhen turned around and returned to the mansion.

On the street, the little maid was carrying a food box in one hand and a lantern in the other.

Ma Shuyao put her hands behind her back, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her steps were brisk.

While walking, she suddenly said, "Zhuzhu, why were you coughing just now?"

"It's getting late."

The little maid named Zhuzhu explained.

Ma Shuyao snorted: "Don't think I don't know, you are just hungry!"

Zhuzhu said aggrievedly, "Young lady is just chatting with my uncle. I'm really hungry and can't stand it anymore."

"The next time I bring you out, I have to feed you in advance."

Ma Shuyao stretched out her slender and straight jade fingers like green onions and tapped Zhuzhu's forehead a few times.

However, Zhuzhu was still worried about dinner. She said with a sad face: "I'm afraid I won't have any food if I go back so late."

"Eat, eat, and eat."

Ma Shuyao scolded, then hugged her shoulders and chuckled: "Okay, when I get back, I will share some of the rose cakes with you."

"Young lady is the best!"

Zhuzhu suddenly beamed.

The two walked briskly, laughing and laughing all the way back home.

All the way into the small courtyard of the back house, Ma Shuyao went straight into the attic.

Lin Wanqing was sitting in the hall, with a hint of worry in her eyes: "Why did you come back so late?"

"We had dinner at my husband's house and chatted for a while."

Ma Shuyao explained, then looked around and asked, "Where is Aunt Li?"

Lin Wanqing said angrily: "It's almost Haishi, and your Aunt Li has gone back a long time ago." "It's so late?"

Ma Shuyao was stunned.

Just now, she thought they had only been chatting for a while, but in the end, two hours had passed.

Lin Wanqing was silent for a while.

After a moment of silence, she slowly said: "Yuyou, now that you have made a promise, there are some things you should know. My mother's original intention is to let you wait two years before making a promise."

"Auntie, Youyou knows you can't let me go."

Ma Shuyao stepped forward and snuggled into Lin Wanqing's arms.

Lin Wanqing raised her hand, gently stroked her daughter's hair, and said softly: "No matter how reluctant you are, you will have to get married. The reason why I have to wait two years is because I am worried that you will get pregnant too early."

Well!
When she heard that she was pregnant with a child, a hint of shyness suddenly flashed in Ma Shuyao's eyes.

"Humph!"

Lin Wanqing snorted and joked: "I just stayed at my husband's house for two or three hours, now I know I'm shy."

Ma Shuyao raised her head and said, "But isn't my mother also at my age and marrying my father?"

"It is precisely because my mother married your father so early that I know the pain involved. This woman, the earlier she gets pregnant, the more dangerous it is, just like passing through the gate of hell. When I gave birth to you for my mother, I almost died. Now that I think about it, I feel scared."

"Anything like that?"

"Of course, we women are just like flowers. You are just a flower now. If you force it to bear fruit, you will never end well."

Lin Wanqing paused and continued: "After you come here, find an opportunity to talk to your husband about whether you can have children later."

"This……"

Ma Shuyao bit her lip, with a confused look on her face: "Auntie, I'm afraid this won't work. If my husband wants to... have sex with me, how can I refuse?"

"Silly boy, who said you would get pregnant if you have sex with someone."

After Lin Wanqing finished speaking, she leaned close to Ma Shuyao's ear and imparted her experience as softly as a mosquito's sound.

After hearing this, Ma Shuyao's little face was already bright red, and she said shyly: "Auntie, is this okay?"

"Naturally."

Lin Wanqing explained: "When your Aunt Li was in Tokyo, she met a gynecological master. At that time, she often asked that good friend for advice in order to beg for children. This trick that my mother taught you is what your Aunt Li learned from there. I learned it from a good friend.”

Ma Shuyao retorted: "I think that Lao Shizi's reputation as a master of gynecology is in vain. Otherwise, Aunt Li would not have any children after so many years."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqing stopped talking.

After hesitating for a moment, she lowered her voice and said: "The gynecologist once said that the reason why you have no heirs is not your Aunt Li, but Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao also had several concubines in the past few years. Those concubines Even though she is pregnant, she is not pregnant, that's all."

Sure enough, no matter what era, gossip is always exciting.

At this moment, Ma Shuyao completely forgot about her shyness just now, her eyes lit up and she said, "Does Mr. Zhao know?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head and said, "I don't know about this, but after so many years, Mr. Zhao should have noticed it."

Seeing her enthusiastic look, Lin Wanqing stopped talking and said, "Okay, it's getting late. Let's wash up and rest early."

"Oh!"

Ma Shuyao nodded, somewhat unfinished.

……

……

On the first day of September, it was sunny.

It is forbidden to get married and it is advisable to travel.

Today is the day Han Zhen and Mayanmin agreed to return to Linzi County.

Early in the morning, Han Zhen first went to the government office. After explaining all the officials' affairs, he called for Zhang He.

"The general has met the county magistrate!"

Today's Zhang He is no longer the farmer he once was.

Since entering the military camp, he has been completely transformed, as if he is a new person.

At this moment, Zhang He was wearing heavy armor, with a capable temperament and a calm look between his brows. He already had the basic qualities of a general.

Han Zhen ordered: "I am going back to Linzi for a few days. I will not be here for a few days, so you will be in charge of the county."

"This... general may not be qualified for this job!"

Zhang He looked embarrassed. It was no problem for him to lead the troops in the war, but it was beyond his ability to manage a county with more than 10,000 people.

Han Zhen warned: "In terms of civil affairs, I have handed over to the government officials. Besides, with Zhao Zhizhou and Liu Tong here, it is not your turn to worry about it. What you have to do is to frighten Xiao Xiao."

Hearing this, Zhang He immediately felt relieved and said confidently: "I will obey your orders!"

"If there is any abnormal movement, don't be soft, we will kill you without mercy!" Han Zhen's tone was filled with coldness.

Zhang He clasped his fists and responded: "The county magistrate is relieved, the general will definitely live up to his mission!"

"Yidu County is entrusted to you."

After Han Zhen finished speaking, he got up and left the lobby.

Outside the government office, the officials had already brought the war horses.

Mounting his horse, Han Zhen headed towards the Ma family.

A carriage stopped in front of the Ma family's house. Mayanmin was grabbed by the arm, looking helpless.

The one who grabbed his arm was Ma Shuyao, who was coquettishly saying: "Grandpa, just take me with you!"

Mayanmin earnestly advised: "Youyou, be good, my grandpa's trip is not for an outing, but to do business."

"The county town is a hundred miles away from Yidu, and I don't have anyone around me. Taking Youyou along with me will help you take care of me along the way."

"Ah!"

Mayanmin smiled meaningfully and said, "I'm afraid I'm not taking care of my grandpa, but you want to take care of your husband-in-law?"

"Grandpa!"

Ma Shuyao's little thoughts were revealed and she looked shy.

Seeing this, Lin Wanqing on the side said seriously: "Youyou, don't mess around, stay at home obediently!"

Da da da!
At this moment, there was a clear sound of horse hoofbeats, followed by Han Zhen riding his horse.

When they were approaching, Han Zhen reined in his horse and stopped his horse.

Looking around, Han Zhen smiled at Ma Shuyao.

Ma Shuyao immediately responded with a sweet smile and said softly: "I have met my husband."

At this time, Han Zhen cast his eyes on Lin Wanqing, cupped his hands and said, "Is this my mother-in-law?"

Facing Han Zhen's gaze, Lin Wanqing's heart was slightly shaken. The absurd dream that night suddenly appeared in her mind, and she felt a little guilty.

"I met my uncle."

After suppressing her thoughts, Lin Wanqing nodded gently.

Looking away, Han Zhen looked at Ma Yanmin and asked, "Grandfather Yue, are you ready?"

Mayanmin replied: "Old Zhuo is ready and ready to go at any time."

Han Zhen ordered: "In that case, let's go and come back early!"

"Husband."

At this moment, Ma Shuyao called softly.

Han Zhen turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ma Shuyao bit her lip and said in an anxious tone: "Can I take Youyou with me on this trip?"

Hearing this, Han Zhen smiled and stepped forward.

When he came to Ma Shuyao, he bent down and scooped it up. His strong and strong arms hugged the slender waist and pulled it hard.

Ma Shuyao felt the world spinning for a while, and when she came to her senses, she was already sitting in Han Zhen's arms.

(End of this chapter)